All Chapters of My New Boss Is My Brother's Best Friend: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

It's nice that he remembered I have a test next class, but I don't know if he also remembers he is the reason I haven't been able to study for it. I actually should be terrified for it, but in all honesty, I'm too damn tired to care right now.Me: Thanks.Evan: We still up for this weekend? I'm really looking forward to seeing you.That made me smile... Just a little bit.Me: Yes. I've got the weekend off.I probably shouldn't have told him that. Now he's going to assume I got it all off just for him. And I didn't. I'm going to be needing some time this weekend to study since I haven't been lately.I really hate the fact that I feel like I'm starting to slack off right at the end. I want to keep the momentum up, but I'm just so tired...Fallon gives my phone a suspicious look but sighs. "Okay, just be careful this time?" She pleads. "I know what he did to you last time. I know how it hurt you, even if you refused to talk about it!""I will," I promise reaching out and giving her hand

"It's nothing, Mr. Campbell. I'm just tired. I haven't had a lot of sleep lately," I state, shrugging my shoulders, like it's not a big deal. Like this is definitely the real reason I'm brushing him off instead of confronting the problem like a fucking adult."Oh, well... Okay. Have a good evening, Chelsea," he mumbles as he retreats. Why does he have to sound like I kicked his fucking puppy? And why is it breaking my heart right now? None of this is supposed to be happening!I don't let the tears fall down my face. Maybe I'm just PMS-ing. That has to be it! And if I'm not, I'm swearing on it to my dying breath.For the rest of the week, I try to avoid Hunter. I can't look at his face without wanting to break down and cry. I don't even know why! Everything he sees me, he's got this broken look on his face, and I have to turn away from him.The thing is the rest of the week he hasn't shown up with lipstick on his collar or that awful perfume. Maybe he figured out that was the reason I'

I forgot Evan always complained that grown-ups don't drink pure sugar. I'd like to disagree with him on that fact. I've got a sweet tooth, and I'm not ashamed of it.Evan ignores my actions and just focuses on me. "How are your classes going?" Evan's in finance and business, and everything is always laser focused on academics, and when he graduates, I'm sure he'll show the same amount of focus to his career.I guess that's a good thing, but it doesn't leave a lot of room for other focuses, like life, family, friends... really anything but work. I'm not built that way. I need relationships and interactions with people."It's fine. Classes are going well," I shrug because what else can I say? They are going well, if I can keep myself from crashing. It's a lot of work, and I'm almost finished. I just have to make it a little longer and I'll be done. "You?" I ask, even though I know I'll be sitting here for 10 minutes before he's done discussing one of his classes.And I'm right. He start

I'm not sure how to respond to that, because he did in fact interrupt something, but I'm kind of glad for the escape. However, I don't think he really needs to know I was on a date."It's my day off," I offer with a shrug. I'm not trying to be mean; I'm trying not to get into an argument. I don't know if he'd want to hear about it anyway!"Were you out with friends?" he swallows hard. "You look like I caught you in the middle of something... special."I give him a look. I don't know if he'd consider going out to coffee with my ex-boyfriend and listening to him rant about his professors 'special' or not. But it was something I haven't done in months, so... "I was on a date," I finally offer."Oh. I'm sorry about that... Are you seeing someone?" There is something in his voice that sounds an awful lot like jealousy. Is he jealous I was out on a date?I'm about to say no, when I remember the lipstick and perfume. What right does he have to ask me that question? Sure, he hasn't come home

But I'm not having any of it. "If you are so good at making mistakes, I'm going to give your job to a younger man, Mark. Justin is just waiting for one more screw up and it's all his!" I inform the man.Mark pales and gasps, shaking his head in refusal. "You can't! This is my job! Your father... he said this position is mine!"I'm going to have a few words with my father. You see, he doesn't have a say in MY company. He can do whatever the hell he wants with HIS business, but Campbell Construction is MINE!"Listen carefully, Mark! I don't give a shit what my dad promised you! He is not the boss. YOU are not the boss! I'M THE FUCKING BOSS! THIS IS MY COMPANY AND IF YOU DON'T FOLLOW MY RULES YOU ARE FIRED!" I snarl, finally having enough of his shit.Right now, I have it set that Justin will take over Campbell Construction, but I can also use him to replace my foreman, it'd be good practice for him until I decide I've had enough and want to retire from the glorious life of a CEO. I neve